The clouds darken and swirl around each other, like preparing for a fight. A moan erupts from the skies as the first tear comes. Rolling down the air in a dance. More come and the sky is sobbing. It last for a long vacant hour until finally the last drop has fell. It takes hours more for it to disappear like it never even happened.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
2 March Slice of Life Challenge - Crossed Toes
The clouds darken and swirl around each other, like preparing for a fight. A moan erupts from the skies as the first tear comes. Rolling down the air in a dance. More come and the sky is sobbing. It last for a long vacant hour until finally the last drop has fell. It takes hours more for it to disappear like it never even happened.
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I loved the metaphors!
ReplyDeleteThat was really cool. I liked the simplicity of it. :) nice
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